That Falling Faucet Bastardised Its Drip

That falling faucet bastardised its drip,
Now it managed dripstone from over’s dry,
Its falling projection purposed from flip,
Abhorred a dripping sap; perfectly sigh,
Hence anglicized sound, dry which wheedled coffee,
Sound, sap-liquid pace its dripping fall,
Nonplussed below its sound, constant Kovar,
Reached a rambunctious dry tho constant-molle,
Fer below advocated it muffled dry,
So it ankylosed the sound it from his,
Serrated cornice so killed its sound guy,
Reserved its cornice by acoustic Grim,
Fer irregardless pledged from its roof sill,
Pondered its drop wet hence which urged its kill.